The Fading of Humanity

Brown fades to black under the cover of nightfall.

White tans to brown in the midday sun.

Why do we prefer to hide from ourselves in plain sight, I wonder? 

In the broadest of daylight, we are often completely blind to each other’s humanity.

Undeniable ignorance having evolved from the narrow path of a few to a global journey.

Was there a hashtag I missed somewhere in God’s written plan?

Are we not all various shades on the surface, who, when wounded by life's iniquities, are ever founded in the red velvet interior of heavenly royalty?

We all bleed the same. You and me. He and she. We and they.

Still, we pretend as if we aren’t all swept away by the same waves of crimson and love that occur when the heavy-laden tide of life threatens to swallow us whole.

We are seemingly visionless under a magnifying glass of fleeting unity.

Why do we take ourselves as a human race so unseriously, I wonder?

When white clearly tans to brown in the midday sun.

And brown fades to black under the cover of nightfall.